robins
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When the sun comes up
And the clouds pass by
In the early morning,
A peaceful sigh coming through your window
Can you hear the robin’s cry?Can you hear the robin’s cry?
The day is new
Falling down, the fiery leaves
plummet to a cold rigid Earth.
How time goes so fast, it soars.
A gust of wind brings them home,
to become a mountain for kids soon to appear.
